A Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Hair Day

Hey y’all!

It’s been a week plus since school let out for summer vacation.  My daughter’s classes may have ended for the school year, but I’m still pushing forward with my VIPKid students.  Just before school let out, I switched my schedule completely over to per say ‘graveyard’ shift and I’ve been booking nearly every day since.  I’m not completely booked, but I’m booking more classes than I was before!

My daughter began her summer in a unique way.  She took it upon herself to cut her own hair.  She’s fourteen and she knows better, but like every other child/teenager, she didn’t think it through before she acted, and by the time she realized cutting her own hair was a bad idea, it was too late.

She cried, or so I was told, not because I punished her, because she realized cutting hair is more tedious than just making a straight cut.  I asked her why she did it… “because my hair wasn’t growing anymore.” she said.  I educated her on how hair grows and explained to her that our hair is continuously growing, always growing, even after death.  Now she knows.  Will she cut her own hair again?  I’d like to think she won’t…

I punished her.  I grounded her to her room without Disney Channel, or any television for the rest of the night.  After we finished up with dinner and she took care of her after dinner chores, she was sent to her room and that was it.  The other part of her punishment is I’m not paying to have her cut corrected and I’m not going to try correcting her cut myself.  I’m not a beautician and I’m not made of money.

When I was still using Facebook, a friend of a friend posted photos of her daughter experiencing the same dilemma.  Her daughter, though much younger, gave herself a haircut.  Her mother didn’t cut it to fix it and she didn’t pay someone else to fix it.

The sad part is I cut close to 5 inches off her hair two months ago, after she spent an entire month asking me to cut her hair.  Ironic?

I guess it was about seven years ago, I was working for Family Dollar, and my husband, daughter, and I were living with my husband’s sister and her family.  Coming home from work one day, I found my husband standing in the kitchen holding our youngest niece in his arms.  Her hair much shorter and choppier than it was when I left for work.  Long story short, her mother was cutting her brother’s hair using electric clippers.  After finishing his cut, she walked away for a minute only to come back and find the clippers in his hands, his sister’s hair half gone, sprinkled on the kitchen floor, and no one to blame but herself for not taking the clippers with her.  Imagine a four-year-old boy giving his three-year-old sister a haircut.

The lesson in all of this is kids will be kids.

Thanks for reading y’all!

Another Year, Another Entertaining Milestone

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The school year is wrapping up.  Next week is our last week and then I’ll be packing our supplies to ship back to headquarters… until next school year come August.  Not only is our school year ending, my daughter is finishing her middle school career.  Next year she enters high school.  It’s the same online platform she’s adjusted to over the last two years, but it’s still high school.  Remember high school?  The beginning of the end.

Last night was performance night for our kids/performers at Kidz in Stepz.  My daughter’s been taking gymnastics classes with them since last year.  The growth I’ve seen in her, comparing this season to last season, leaves me speechless.  Last years showcase theme was “This is Me” and the girls performed their skills to “The Greatest Showman”.  This year it was “Moment of Truth” and the girls performed to “Ways to be Wicked”.  Want to know how ironically cool this is?  If you didn’t already know, “Ways to be Wicked” is the opening scene in Descendants 2, the movie.  My daughter practically lives and breathes Descendants; her favorites are villain kids Mal and Uma.  She has posters, barbie dolls, I made her a bouquet of ‘Descendants’ pen-toppers for Easter, displaying them in a purple, plastic, double-walled travel cup vase I decorated with ‘Descendants’ printouts, and I’m working on my own ‘Descendants’ inspired sketches to make her some t-shirts.  I was going to take a photo of the bouquet to share, but I completely forgot until after she took it apart and filled the cup with water.  I’m currently working on a remedy to change that.

Anyway, while last year’s showcase brought me to tears, watching the kids dance and perform their hearts to the fullest, this year proved to be every bit just as entertaining and tear filled.  The daddy dancers were all such awesome sports, dancing on stage, in the spotlight, with their little hearts of adorable innocence.  Then there was the teacher routine; a show by itself, it was so entertaining.  My face hurts from all the ear to ear smiling I did.  I laughed so much!

The kids were absolutely remarkable, right down to the tiny tots.  Remembering a lot of the faces from last years performance, we went into the new year, and I didn’t see a lot of them.  Not until last night.  I can’t believe how much many of them have grown.  Looking at my daughter’s gymnastics photo from last year and comparing it to her photo this year, her growth stuns me.  I’m filled with mixed emotions.  She’s taller, but she’s still and will always be lean and petite.  She’s progressing physically and in physical stature as a gymnast.  Her confidence level blows the roof when she’s in practice and it shows.  She’s a team supporter, but really, they all are!  They are all team supporters; supporting each other every dance step of the way!

I can’t wait to see next year at Kidz In Stepz!

 

Well, that’s all for now.  Until next time!

Thanks y’all for reading!

Books to Teach the Truth in a World Full of Peer Pressure

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I’ve been reading a book titled Reviving Ophelia- Saving the Selves of Adolescent Girls, and I haven’t been able to put it down, reading it every chance I have.

It’s written by Mary Pipher who is a clinical psychologist with a Ph.D, and who has treated young women for over 20 years for problems above and beyond their mental abilities.  In other words, our children in today’s world are battling problems we wouldn’t believe because we don’t realize them.

I can remember when I was a young teenager.  Unfortunately, I can relate to some of the teenagers Mary speaks of in her book.  I wish I would have had access to this book when I was facing the issues, but to be honest, I would not have paid it any mind because while I loved to read and learn new things (mostly self-taught), it looks like another school reference book and uninteresting to a young teenage girl who prefers to read books like The Babysitter’s Club, and Goosebumps.

I’ve found reading Reviving Ophelia to be like reading anything from Chicken Soup for the Soulunderstanding and inspirational.  I wish I would’ve also had more access to Chicken Soup for the Soul during my youth because I might not have been so lost finding my way.

I couldn’t talk to anyone in school because my fellow classmates were either judging me and teasing me based on my outward appearance, overall quietness, and for the one person I did hang out with.  I didn’t want a lot of friends, but I wanted to at least establish an acquaintanceship with them.  In reality, we were all facing the same unknown territory–peer pressure and growing up.  We were no longer children, but we weren’t adults either, and our parents were just as lost as we were because even the world they knew as children had changed.

For example, I’ve mentioned several times in the past about how grateful I am for Georgia Cyber Academy and the online K12 program.  Kids are mean, vicious, and judgmental, but the problem isn’t with the kids, it’s in their homes where their parents or the structure is absent.

The summer before my 8th grade school year, we moved to the next town over, across the county line.  I began the school year as a new student, but luckily with a couple new friends I’d met over the summer, down at the park, before school started.  I still maintained a relationship with my best girlfriend from my old school until that changed after I moved back due to reasons outside my knowledgeable understanding, and way above my maturity level.  When I moved back, I learned my best friend started a rumor about me as a way to increase her popularity points.  I understand why she did it; she didn’t have any friends outside of me and her home life was confusing.

Her mother yelled at me once for not calling after she was suspended from school for a week for threatening the school system.  If I’d been the one to threaten the school, my life would have been hell, as it was, her mother took her shopping at the mall everyday that week.

I didn’t have it easy at home, but I didn’t go around spreading rumors either.  I decided staying to myself was a better option.  That’s why I started homeschooling, because there’s not enough structural support inside the schools anymore.  Every student is lost, confused on where to go and in what direction they’re going in.  When grown-ups can’t help, books can–if you’re willing to read them.

Let’s listen to what our children have to say to us, then assist and educate them because they’re lost without our guidance.  The world is much different from when we were growing up, but they can’t help that, they’re kids.  We need to open our minds to see and understand what they see.  They can’t see the world the same way we do because of their innocence.  Remember that.

Thanks for reading y’all!